Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Unity gardens and does yoga
on a sunny october saturday
2 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Good job, Unity! It looks like you were a big help in the yard. And the splits? I'm glad MY yoga teacher doesn't have us doing that move! Or was that just your seated version of triangle pose?
How does she like the ExerSaucer? My boys loved it. They would jump, like, all day. Ka-chung, ka-chung, ka-chung, ka-chung.
(In the UK, an ExerSaucer is a "Fun Rock." When I first saw a sign for one, I was, like, "How fun can a ROCK be? Damn, who gives a baby a ROCK for a toy?"
2 comments:
Good job, Unity! It looks like you were a big help in the yard. And the splits? I'm glad MY yoga teacher doesn't have us doing that move! Or was that just your seated version of triangle pose?
How does she like the ExerSaucer?
My boys loved it. They would jump, like, all day. Ka-chung, ka-chung, ka-chung, ka-chung.
(In the UK, an ExerSaucer is a "Fun Rock." When I first saw a sign for one, I was, like, "How fun can a ROCK be? Damn, who gives a baby a ROCK for a toy?"
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